Night time

     Sometimes its nothing, you know...just space enough to fit the world in, other times its everything to the tiny sound in the street. When you reach that point were you need to tell your mind to keep quite please so you can get some sleep ... please stop talking? but your the only one in the room ? short of you losing your mind...

     Mum, dad, sisters, him... life, purpose, the future, it can even be the depth of my favorite Jon bellion song or the fact that things irritate me so easily. How many things I need to get done... and then its morning.